Cheng Ling had never tried to cast the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate under such circumstances.

She did not learn this acupuncture method from the old man Kongshan. On the contrary, it was a unique skill she had memorized in her previous life.

However, in modern society, because there is no energy, the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate cannot exert the legendary power. Cheng Ling has only memorized the key points of the acupuncture method. In fact, this is the first time he has actually used it.

Can this succeed?

Cheng Ling didn't know that she didn't have time to think about this kind of problem now. She only knew that she had to take action and could not let Xiao Man last for too long in this "divided" state!

Otherwise...what else will happen?

Cheng Ling had a premonition that the consequences must be very bad.

Xiao Man was still roaring, but fortunately, King Fuyang was really very skilled. Although Xiao Man struggled, he could always suppress the people at the right time.

Cheng Ling inspires energy throughout his body and focuses on the needle.

All the key points of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate flowed through her heart like flowing water. At this moment, she seemed to have entered a special state as isolated from the world.

All the noisy sounds were gone, and there seemed to be only the person in front of her, the needle in her hand, between the sky and the earth.

Cheng Ling had a wonderful enlightenment, and silver needles appeared in her hands one by one. The tip of the needle was as bright as a star. It started from the ghost palace, to the ghost letter, and then to the ghost heart...

I don’t know how long it has passed, but in a trance it seems that there is only one moment.

When Cheng Ling fell the last stitch, Xiao Man, who had been struggling, suddenly felt like a chaotic device was pressed down on the stop button.

He stopped struggling, and the boiling heat on his body seemed to be sealed as the silver needles fell.

Cheng Ling let out a sigh of relief, and King Fuyang let go of Xiao Man, and even laughed at that time...

No, not right!

Cheng Ling suddenly alerted: "Prince!"

Before he could finish his speech, Xiao Man, who was lying down, suddenly opened his eyes again, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed.

Cheng Ling quickly stepped forward and suddenly threw another needle in the flash.

Needle to Parkway!

This shot was too dangerous. Cheng Ling had never dared to use it before, but at this moment, she could only take another bet.

laugh!

The silver needle entered the acupoint, and Xiao Man's eyes closed again.

King Fuyang was much more cautious this time. As soon as Xiao Man closed his eyes, he hurriedly reached under Xiao Man's nose.

First, he urged his breathing, and his breathing began to become deeper, longer and more stable, rather than being as rapid and burning as before.

King Fuyang touched Xiao Man's pulse again - although King Fuyang was not proficient in medical skills, people who practice martial arts, especially those with internal skills like him, still know some pulse patterns.

Xiao Man's pulse was originally in great chaos, but when he touched it again, it finally became more and more stable.

King Fuyang then let out a long breath, but his eyes fell on the mountain above Xiao Man's head again.

There was a silver needle inserted brightly. This silver needle was extremely long and different from other ordinary silver needles.

When it is inserted into the vital part of a person's head, it does not need to touch it. Just a glance at it is enough to make people scatter.

The eyes of King Fuyang were hard to describe. He glanced at the silver needle and turned to look at Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling calmly said, "Don't worry, Prince, this needle will not hurt the prince."

Isn't it really hurt?

King Fuyang looked at Cheng Ling and said in a slight voice: "You...can you know, if the prince will eventually have more unpredictable consequences under your treatment, what price will you have to bear at that time?"

Cheng Ling said: "The prince has already said it clearly. If I am not sure and do not treat it, the prince will never blame me. Therefore, I understand!"

What do you understand?

Either you are not sure, you will not cure it. But once it is cured, if Xiao Man is defeated, then the anger of King Fuyang will be overwhelming and very terrifying.

Cheng Ling was obviously ready to take on everything, but unexpectedly, King Fuyang said at this time: "No, you don't understand."

This sentence is somewhat meaningful.

Somehow, Cheng Ling always felt that there was an extremely unpredictable word in his words that he had not spoken.

Cheng Ling did not answer again, she just slowly adjusted her breath and transported the energy in her body.

The room fell into silence for a moment. Before King Fuyang left, he stood in front of Qin Su's bed and looked at him quietly.

Cheng Ling was also standing beside her. Although she was regulating her breathing, regulating her breathing was only the instinct of a warrior. In fact, she was not less concerned about Qin Su than Wang Yang.

In this way, time flows slowly.

Although the interior is quiet, a heavy atmosphere is increasing with the times.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, and the silence continued. A quarter of an hour passed, and Xiao Man's breathing became more and more stable.

There was a vague commotion in the yard outside, but the rule of King Fuyang was extremely strict, and the slight commotion quickly calmed down again. Obviously, no matter what the inner room was like, the people in the outside room dared not disturb him.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and finally, Cheng Ling took a step forward.

King Fuyang also moved suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at Cheng Ling again.

Cheng Ling said: "Prince, I need to give the prince a needle."

The King of Fuyang paused and said, "Okay, you can do it."

As he said that, he did not leave the bedside, but his eyes were like lightning, staring at Cheng Ling's movements.

Cheng Ling's hand speed was very fast, and when his fingers moved, it seemed as if he left a series of phantoms. This is the ever-changing Star Picking Hand!

This technique is both a martial arts and is also a magical acupoint technique, which is best for acupuncture.

In an instant, rabbits rose and falcons fell, and all the silver needles were lifted away by Cheng Ling. Only the last one was left, the silver needle in Baihui.

Cheng Ling did not pause either. She flicked her finger and the silver needle flew out.

At the same moment, I heard a soft hum.

"Cough..." Xiao Man woke up instantly, and his eyes met Cheng Ling's gaze at this moment.

"Brother Cheng!" Xiao Man blurted out.

When Xiao Man saw Cheng Ling, there was no doubt about the light in his eyes.

Then the next moment, he was about to get up - clang, and there was only a sound of iron chains colliding.

Xiao Man:…???

Xiao Man lowered his head, looked at the chains all over his body, looked at King Fuyang who was also standing by the bed, and then looked at Cheng Ling next to him.

If the narration can be added to the picture at this time, Xiao Man's face must be filled with question marks.

Xiao Man asked again: "Wang..."

As soon as he spoke, King Fuyang seemed to have woken up from his incomparable excitement. He suddenly bent down and hugged Xiao Man with a bear through the chains, almost crying.

No, he just cried out: "My good man, but he scared your father. What's wrong with you? If you have something wrong with me, how can I live!"

The dignified prince, such a top master, was crying like a tearful person when he hugged Xiao Man.

Is the image broken?

Cheng Ling didn't think so. She was just happy in her heart, and at the same time she felt that the true feelings of King Fuyang were quite touching.
Chapter completed!